Here We Are, Here We Are Poem by Alex Styles
Here We Are, Here We Are
How could language ever arise
if at first there was nothing but the seeing from eyes
upon any thousands of objects
below
or high?
From the hearing of wind
to the smelling of Spring,
here we are with a mystery:
how could language arise
amongst so many things?
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